Date: Wed, 16 Nov 2011 14:26:36 +0800
From: Ben Ng
Subject: Yes Master! Part 1
This is a fictional story about sex between two college guys.
If you like it, be sure to let me know at ng.ben9@gmail.com. I
welcome any feedback.
Yes Master! Part 1
My college years were among the best years of my life. From
high school to college, life was a big change. In high school,
your schedule was set for you. You take all the classes
assigned to you; there wasn't much choice. In college, you get
to choose your major and make your own schedule. You can pack
all classes on three days; even two sometimes, but that would
mean four classes a day, which was insane, but I liked it as
it cut down on traffic time.
It was the first day of school. I was excited to start.
Looking at the schedule on my hand, I have arranged classes on
three days only: Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. It was
Monday, and the first class was English. Everyone had to take
English 1 and 2 to graduate, so they were always packed.
Actually, the professors who were known to give higher grades
were the most popular, of course, and their classes were
quickly filled. For new students like me, we didn't get a
chance to compete, so we took whatever was available. As I
tried to find my way to the classroom, I was looking around,
locating the building in my mind.
Since it was the first day, I arrived early. I made it to
class fifteen minutes before schedule. I picked a seat and
looked around. People were chatting, making friends. Some were
new students, some were not. I didn't know anyone yet, so I
just sat by myself. A minute later a guy entered. At that time
I didn't pay attention to him at all. He was just an average
Joe, slightly overweight but not particularly good looking (or
bad). He looked around, studying each person's face, then came
to mine. He made eye contact with me briefly then immediately
looked away. But he looked again, and this time he lingered.
He looked up and down my body. He moved about in the
classroom, but his gaze never left me. He picked a seat behind
me, at an angle. Again, at that time I didn't pay a lot of
attention, but thinking back, he has had his eyes on me since
the beginning.
As I was sitting by myself, I kept looking around. I liked
observing people, kind of being an outsider looking into the
world. As I looked around I noticed that guy behind me. Every
time I turned my head he was looking at me, and every time we
made eye contact he immediately looked away. Weird, but who
cares. College was full of weird people. I've read about a guy
insisting to attend all classes completely naked and said
school rules weren't against it, and another guy insisting to
pay his tuition in pennies. He had buckets full of pennies
unloaded at the cashier. Anyway, I just acted normal and soon
the class started and I forgot about the guy.
So, the first class was over. 10 am to 12 noon. It wasn't that
bad. As we walked out of the classroom, most people were
heading to the cafeteria for lunch. I bought some food and
found a place to sit. Then I noticed that guy again. He didn't
sit next to me; he sat behind me, at an angle, just like in
class. And he kept looking at me. Creepy! I pretended nothing
happened and ate my food. When I finished I went to the
restroom to pee and wash my hands.
I was at the urinal peeing, when, you guessed it, that creepy
guy walked in! I was feeling stalked! I was a football jock in
college, a big guy. I was into wrestling too. I wasn't afraid
of what he could do to me, but he was freaking me out. What
was he trying to do? I wasn't finished with peeing so I
continued, but that guy went right next to me and unzipped. He
was looking at my cock! Shamelessly! He pulled out his cock
but he wasn't even peeing. He just stared at my cock the whole
time.
I was pissed. "Are you checking me out?"
He looked at me in shock, then immediately looked down. He
didn't answer me, but quickly zipped up and turned to leave. I
was even more pissed at him ignoring me, so I followed and
grabbed his shoulder, turning him around.
"You've been stalking me and watching me. What the hell do you
want?"
He looked embarrassed and unsure of how to answer. He looked
at my face briefly then looked down, and his eyes were glued
to my cock. In my haste to stop him from leaving, my cock was
still hanging out of my pants for him to see. I wasn't sure of
what to do. I was torn between punching him, pushing him away,
or just zipping up and leaving. I've never had a guy so
blatantly checking me out. At that time, I thought I was
straight. I could be secretly gay, but I wasn't fully aware of
it then, and being in football, everyone tried to put up a
masculine front.
For a few seconds we just stood facing each other. I still
wasn't sure how to react, and the worst thing happened. My
cock started getting hard. Why? I wasn't entirely sure. May be
it was his undivided attention. He was admiring my cock. He
must have wanted it. May be I was thinking about what he could
be doing to it. I couldn't remember, but I was really
embarrassed. Right at that moment, the restroom door opened
and someone walked in. My stalker immediately turned to leave,
while I zipped up and washed my hands. When I exited the
restroom, that guy was gone. My cock was growing in my pants.
I must have been thinking what I could do with that guy, if he
liked my cock so much. The next class was 2 - 4 pm. It was
Math 7, another class that everyone had to take. Would I see
my stalker?
Since I had nothing better to do, I went to class early. I
looked at my watch; it was 1:45 pm. Fifteen minutes before
class was to start. I sat down, again near the middle of the
classroom. A couple of minutes later that guy appeared, and
sure enough he sat behind me, at an angle. I turned around,
stretched out my hand and said, "Hi, I'm Ben, you are?"
He was shocked and it took him a while to shake my hand and
replied, "Er... hi, I'm Dan." We looked at each other for a
moment, unsure of what to say. I really wanted to ask him why
he was stalking me, but that wasn't the right place to do it.
My cock stirred in my pants again, as I thought about what
just happened in the restroom. Would he suck my cock?
I decided to be bold and ask him directly. I leaned in close
and whispered, "Wanna suck me?" And before he could reply, I
stood and walked towards the restroom. I went to the men's
room, stood at the urinal and pretended to be peeing. A minute
later Dan came in. I looked around and seeing no one was
watching, I walked inside the last stall. Dan came in shortly
and locked the door behind him.
"So, you want my cock, huh?"
Without saying a word, he got on his knees and started to
unzip me. He took out my aching cock and without any
hesitation, leaned down and sucked me. As his warm mouth
engulfed my cock, I wanted to moan, but I was reminded I was
in a public restroom. He was good; really good. He was very
experienced and as he expertly sucked me, his hands were
playing with my balls and rubbing my ass. It was by far the
best blowjob I've had, up to that point. I grabbed his hair
and held onto his head. It was so intense I had to grab
something. As he brought me close to climax, I started bucking
my hips and fucking his mouth. I was so horny I thrust hard
and fast, and I came within minutes. As I shot a huge load
into his mouth, he swallowed everything, every single drop. He
even licked my pubes and balls clean.
When I finished cumming, his mouth slowly retreated, as if he
didn't want to let go. He lingered for a few more seconds,
savoring the taste, a look of concentration on his face.
Finally, his mouth was off, but he admired my cock for a few
seconds, before he gently put it back in my underwear and
pants, then zipped me up. Wow, a full service! He stood up and
looked at me longingly, like he wanted more. But as I looked
at the watch, it was 1:58 pm. Class was about to start. He
knew that too, so he just opened the door and walked out. I
waited a few seconds before walking out, making sure no one
was watching.
So, it was the first day of college, and I already found a
cocksucker! Since we took the same classes, I was going to see
him a lot! I marveled at my luck. When I went back to class,
it was just about to start. I felt so good, still enjoying my
post-orgasmic high. I didn't take in a lot what the teacher
said; I was thinking of what a great blowjob it was. Clearly
he had lots of practice and his mouth was big enough to
swallow my entire cock, which was great. Many girls couldn't
take it all. I've decided I wanted to get as many blowjobs
from him as I could.
When the class was over, I walked out and saw from my
peripheral vision that Dan was going in my direction. He
caught up to me and said, "Hey, what class do you have now?"
"History 11."
"Me too!" He beamed.
"Yeah, those three are all required classes."
"That means we are going to see each other a lot!" He smiled.
"Yeah, I guess."
As we walked to the next classroom, which was only in the next
building, Dan whispered, "Do you want another go? We have
around ten minutes."
My cock was hard again. He just sucked me two hours ago and he
wanted to do it again? Was he more eager to suck than I was to
be sucked? Anyway, I wasn't going to turn down a great
blowjob! We disappeared into the nearest restroom and were at
it again in no time. He teased my cock, alternating between
sucking deeply and just licking my cock head. He maintained
eye contact with me the whole time. He used his hands to
caress my balls lightly, driving me crazy, then he would reach
behind me and rub my ass, even my crack. He would rub the area
between my balls and my hole, which was really sensitive. It
felt so good that I was reaching my climax quickly again. Then
he did something unexpected; he inserted his finger in my hole
and pushed against something that made me cum uncontrollably.
It took everything for me not to scream out in pleasure. I was
breathing so hard and sweating all over as I shot my second
load of the day into his mouth. Again he swallowed it all,
gently put my cock back and zipped me up. He smiled then
opened the door to leave.
We made it to class just in time. History has always been a
boring subject to me. I spent the entire time reliving the
wonderful blowjob from Dan. I stole glances at him while the
teacher wasn't looking; he was always looking at me, with a
smile on his face. Strangely, my cock got so hard, despite
just cumming twice in two hours. My hand drifted down to my
pants and I intentionally let Dan see what I was doing. I
wanted to see his reaction. When I turned to look at him
again, he had an evil grin on his face and his hand was down
in his pants too. History has just got more interesting!
When class was over, it was 6 pm, and it was already dark. As
I walked out, Dan called out to me. "Hey, Ben!"
"What's up, Dan?"
"Do you... er... want to hang out at my place? It's just a couple
of blocks away."
"What do you have in mind?"
"We could... you know... have fun like before... or do more." He
said suggestively.
More. Was he saying what I was thinking? I definitely wanted
to find out!
"Sure, Dan. I'm free. Let's go."
To be continued...
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